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Maybe I Will Be Okay

I just took a test in my Spatial Analysis class. This test and the project I turned in last week have been keeping me down since school started I think. Now that the test is over I feel so rejuvinated! Weird how that happens!

BOYS: I've still been seeing T. He's fun, and he's cute, but I'm analyzing things, and thinking that part of my liking him has to do with him liking me . . . liking him because he adores me, because he gives me attention. He asked me how serious I wanted this thing between us to get. I was honest and said that I'm just not sure "where I am" right now. He was very mature about it, and said that he wanted it to go further, but he understood, and he still wants to "date" me, and he's very patient (whatever that means).

JOSH: Josh and I hung out a lot this weekend. Mostly eating, as usual. Friday night I got drunk on red wine, and called Josh up to take me to IHOP for biscuits and gravy! Yum! I pulled into the IHOP parking lot and there was an engine on fire, and all the employees were standing around watching. Then we had a very interesting waitress. I wish Josh would blog about her. I'm just not as good at describing such things - and I'm tired of typing already.

GABBY: I've been thinking a lot about my relationship with my daughter, and I'm going to start changing some things. Her dad is the biggest loser in the world! You have NO idea! But, you know what? He's a much better "parent" than I am.

SCHOOL: Getting better . . . I hope!

WORK: I really do love my job! Easy, and I get to hang out and gossip with friends!

JESSICA: I'm so jealous that she's hanging out in one of my favorite German towns from when I used to live there!!!

Comments

Jammie J. said…
Self analysis or life analysis is good. You'll work through this stuff fine and come out with flying colors. :)
Except that all this analyzing makes Lizzie a dull, dull girl!
Jessiedc28 said…
Take prozac and call it a day! :0) I love it when you mention me on your blog! I always feel so famous!!
Prozac would make for an even duller, non-alert, sleepy Lizzie.

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